Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 437

"Yoli. Yoli, come on, wake up. Say something to me."

Lizetta's hands were trembling, her voice shattered. She couldn't bring herself to touch Yolanda, fearing she might shatter her into pieces.

How could there be so much blood? Such a torrent flowing from beneath Yoli's head.

"Somebody help! Please, someone save her."

Her vision blurred, everything around her seemed to dissolve into ghostly shadows, a vast emptiness swirling before her eyes.

Only the glaring red beneath Yolanda stood out, so vivid, so scarlet.

It was all her fault. She knew it was reckless, yet she insisted on throwing this damned wedding, and now Yolanda was paying the price because of her.

"Liz."

he caught sight of Yolanda unconscious in a pool

there, trembling and breaking down, and the blood staining Lizetta's wedding dress, turning the pristine white into a haunting red, clenched his heart in an iron grip, a suffocating pain. He called out to her

felt, but one thing was

happen to Yolanda, he and

down on one knee, swiftly tearing a piece of fabric to carefully lift Yolanda's

a doctor! Now!" At the same time, he barked orders at the flustered hotel

the manager snapped back to reality, he fumbled with

scared. The doctors are on their way, and so is

gaze filled with intense loathing and coldness, sharp and piercing, as if a million needles were ready to tear

was always gentle and meek, avoiding conflict, never taking initiative to stir up trouble, her anger

look at anyone with such deep disdain and almost

at him that way, as if she wanted to gouge out

her say in a voice foreign and hoarse, "Don't

Lizetta looked around

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